Gannies SunshineI was as proud as any Mum could beWhen told a Gran I was going to be.Was on 20th July Nineteen ninety twoI first held him & listened to him coo.He was his Gannies Gorgeous boyNothing he did could me annoy.

Many happy hours together we spentA washing line & sheet was his tentHe was often there just by my sideAs I walked, worked or took a ride.‘You are my Sunshine’ was our song,That we sang as we went along.

But something I did not knowTo be a man I’d not see him growInstead of money for his future to saveI’d spend it on flowers to put on his graveFourteen years it is since he did departBut he will always live on in my heart.......................................................